Planting seeds - Matt Elliott

　　When people ask me I always say

　　That targeted assassination is the only way

　　They might promise a better day but it's

　　False and it's false yeah it's false

　　They've stopped asking so how can we explain

　　By the people for the people that was yesterday

　　They'll keep taking more and more away

　　'Til it's gone and it's gone ad it's gone

　　So take your snipers rifle in hand

　　And do a massive favour to the people of these lands

　　Assassinate a corporate billionaire

　　Or their heirs or their heirs or their heirs

　　They hold us back and keep us in our place

　　They lie and cheat and steal from our plate

　　If we were just we'd resign them to their fate

　　With a gun with a gun with a gun

　　We're falling asleep at the wheel fellow slaves

　　We must rise from this bed that we've made

　　And never forget that we're all on our way

　　To the grave to the grave to the grave